The Lion and the Lamb
Don't own Kung Fu Panda
It was a summer afternoon in the hot flatlands. The wind brushed over the tan grass as a little lamb about four feet tall played in the fields. She played near her family's small earthen hut. The yurt seemed old and worn. It was in the family for the little lamb for years. The slightly cloudy sky couldn't dampen the little lamb's bright and cheery mood. She was practically bounding with spirit. Her mother and father watched from a distance. Lillia, the little lamb girl saw her parents' happy faces. She saw the tribe and the town for that matter when she looked beyond the yurt. The small town full of other lambs was her home. She was a farmer girl, but she didn't mind. Her parents knew she had enough spirit in her to do any possible. Lillia flopped into the soft grass. She stared at the high blue sky above. She always had a dream of far-off places and seeing different people.
Suddenly, her mind became awake. As if asleep and woken up suddenly, she became aware of her surroundings. The blue sky had turned black, the smell of smoke was in the air, and Lillia could see the town burning in the far off distance. Then she saw her parents looking for her. When she finally stood up in the grass, they found her, grabbed her, and ran for their lives. They didn't realize that they wouldn't make it anyways. Lillia was being carried on her father's shoulder, so she could see behind him. She saw in the grass subtle movements as if something was chasing them. It became apparent to Lillia that something was chasing them when a big tan lion, who had been running on his four paws, jumped out and nearly snagged Lillia. Lillia's parents didn't falter and kept running. But they couldn't have seen the group of lions surrounding the family. Lillia was thrown into the grass. She heard her father say to stay low. As Lillia did, she heard her mother and father scream. She silently cried, which gave her position away. She didn't know how much time had gone by. She closed her eyes, trying to wake up as if it were a dream. Then she felt a shadow over her. Lillia looked up to see a big lion with a dark mane and strapped to the gills with armor. When the lion was about to grab Lillia, she waited until he was close enough to bite him, hard. The lion retracted his hand back, and Lillia went for his knife near his knee. Lillia backed away and timidly held the lion's knife as he nursed his hand. She held it pointed at him, but she was clumsy with it and frequently dropped it. "Stay away from me," she shouted.
The big lion stared at the little lamb. She impressed him. Not many lambs could say that they actually hurt a lion. And not that many lambs could nimbly take a knife away from a lion. "I won't hurt you," the lion said.
"You killed my parents," Lillia cried. The lion sniffed around. He looked to where the lifeless bodies rested.
"I'm sorry for your loss," the lion replied. He wasn't admitting responsibility. "Come with me. I'll teach you how to defend yourself and help others. There's nothing for you here." Lillia broke down crying. She dropped the knife and cried. Then she felt the lion pick her up and gently carry her.
"Thank you," Lillia whispered, resting in the lion's arms. The lion walked back to his chariot, where a servant duck was waiting. When he saw his master with a lamb in his arms, he was confused.
"General Gong-Go, I didn't know you took slaves," the servant said.
"I'm not. I'm raising this child as my own," Gong-Go replied. The servant's eyes widened.
"Are you prepared for the obstacles that will come, master?" The servant asked. Gong-Go looked at the destroyed village. He saw it burning and the soldier lions celebrating. He sighed woefully.
"I might as well," Gong-Go answered, "This massacre was unjustly done. But I had my orders. I shall raise this child and she shall become one of the most fierce warriors ever." The big lion climbed into the chariot and rested the little lamb in a special resting seat. "And she shall also right the wrong done to these people."
"But what if she takes revenge on all the lions? Including you?" The servant asked. Gong-Go looked at the sleeping child.
"Then it would be deserved," He sighed. "Come on, let us go from this place." With that, the duck servant carried his master's chariot away from the burning town.
Po woke up from the dream in a fright. He didn't realize that he was screaming until Master Shifu and the Furious Five came in.
"Po, what's wrong?" Tigress asked. Po was still panting from the dream. The others started to realize that Po was just having a bad dream.
"A nightmare," Crane guessed. Po nodded. He wiped his head from the cold sweat he had on his head Tigress rested her hand on his shoulder.
"Are you alright?" She asked, worried.
"I'm okay. I just had a bad dream," Po repeated.
"What was it about," Viper asked.
"Huh?"
"You haven't had a bad dream ever since we went to Gongmen City, and that one dealt with your birth. What is this one about?" Viper explained.
"I...I don't know. It's all very weird," Po replied, rubbing his head. He finally felt himself calming down. "I'll be fine guys. Sorry for waking you guys up."
"Po, it's morning. You actually slept in," Master Shifu smiled. Po's eyes widened.
"I overslept again! Aw, man!" Po groaned.
"Come on, Po. Let's get your laps out of the way," Shifu said, pulling the panda out of the bed and starting the exercises. The others could see that Tigress was still worried.
"What's wrong, Tigress?" Viper asked.
"It's what you said, Viper. You're right. The last time Po had a bad dream or a vision was when we were in the battle with Lord Shen. I'm just worried that this will have the same result," Tigress explained.
"I'm sure it won't. Besides, it all depends on what was in the dream. He could have had a dumpling eat him," Monkey joked. Tigress gave a very small smile to let Monkey know she felt a bit better, but she was still worried. It seemed that the dream Po had had really scared him. Tigress would just have to wait and see what would happen.
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